14. Ouroboros

2 days ago by @knobbyneggins815

Liner Notes

#ouroboros #dark #alittlepolitcal? #indie

2nd last track for this big ole project that's taken a year (more really, considering the birth of some lyrics) to hammer down! I like to see songs as chapters in a story, and so while we're beginning to wind down, this thing has some references to other songs, namely another out of place song from the first album in this trilogy called Cynical Kids:
https://soundcloud.com/brandon-brooks-746737217/cynical-kids

I'm not going to link and explain all the connections, but as I wrote out the template for these albums I saw it as a big, endless loop, and, well, I couldn't help but relate that to my own head and mental health.

The song is dark, a little (vaguely) political, nostalgic, and predictably sad. I think it's short and (bitter)sweet, teeing up a final song that brings it all back around.

Lyrics

Like a broken record, baby,
I'm in a rhythm with the doldrums.
I found a way to take the same sad song
And sing it
Over and over and
Over and over.

Verse 1:
We sure as shit were never taught
How to shed our skin,
Fed lies in
Novacaine and Sudafed.

Late bloomers to
A world that already is
And always has been.

Forever bonded to
Potential beyond our reach,
Locking us down
With imposter syndrome in our heads.

Melatonin in the muscle
Beneath our skin,
Or something like it.

Pre-Chorus 1:
I never wanna repeat myself
But I gotta say...
Over again....
Like a broken record, baby.

Verse 2:
Commit to something that is
Bigger than just yourself,
But nothing bigger than the
Powers that wannabe.

Convince yourself that
Things are better when they're unseen,
If they're unsightly.

Repeat the mantra that's
Been given since the fire was lit,
"Swallow the tail and
Follow who you're following",

Or open up and see
The world for what it is,
When it's burning brightly.

Pre-C 2:
I never wanna repeat myself,
But I gotta say;
These are the nights,
But those were the days...

Chorus:
Like a broken record, baby,
I'm in a rhythm with the doldrums.
I found a way to take the same sad song
And sing it
Over and over and
Over and over.

Like a broken record, baby,
I'm in a rhythm with a doldrums.

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